|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne:
it quickly filled before the northwesterly breeze, and they sped
on their way.
What a new sensation was this for the maiden! She had been rowed on
the waters of Lake Malcolm; but the oar, handled ever so lightly by Harry,
always betrayed effort on the part of the oarsman. Now, for the
first time, Nell felt herself borne along with a gliding movement,
like that of a balloon through the air. The water was smooth as a lake,
and Nell reclined in the stern of the boat, enjoying its gentle rocking.
Occasionally the effect of the
moonlight on the waters was as though the boat sailed across
a glittering silver field. Little wavelets rippled along the banks.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Village Rector by Honore de Balzac:
a dwelling imitate the one who rules there; the owner's spirit hovers
over it. Madame Graslin--her mind grasped by the rector's words, her
soul struck by conviction, her heart affected in its tenderest
emotions by the angelic quality of that pure voice--stopped short. The
rector raised his arm and pointed to the forest. Veronique looked
"Do you not think it has a vague resemblance to social life?" he said.
"To each its destiny. How many inequalities in that mass of trees!
Those placed the highest lack earth and moisture; they die first."
"Some there are whom the shears of the woman gathering fagots cut
short in their prime," she said bitterly.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Bureaucracy by Honore de Balzac:
you like,--for either of us to deceive the other. Your end is attained
without its costing you more than a few smiles and gracious words."
"Deceive each other! what can you mean?" she cried, in a hurt tone.
"Yes; Monsieur de la Billardiere is dying, and from what the minister
told me this evening I judge that your husband will be appointed in
He thereupon related what he called his scene at the ministry and the
jealousy of the countess, repeating her remarks about the invitation
he had asked her to send to Madame Rabourdin.
"Monsieur des Lupeaulx," said Madame Rabourdin, with dignity, "permit
me to tell you that my husband is the oldest head-clerk as well as the